Truth

“Telling the truth and making someone cry, is better than telling a lie and making someone smile.”

The truth.
It sometimes hurts. It sometimes tears you down. It sometimes makes us realize that we didn’t really have all our shit together in the first place. And it sometimes sets you free.

Whatever the truth does to you, let it.

I don’t live my life for other people. I live it for ME. And right now, my life is pretty damn amazing. I don’t have to get up early and go to a job that doesn’t appreciate me. I don’t have to battle traffic on one of the busiest freeways in America. I don’t have to listen to other people complain about someone else not doing their job correctly. I don’t have to pretend to like someone just because they are my coworker. And I don’t have to trudge through muddy waters to get to where I’m going. (These are examples of things I hear on a daily basis from friends/family about their jobs.)

However, I do live a pretty realistic life. If I know I’m overwhelmed with something, I admit to it. I ask for help. I’m not afraid. There isn’t anyone in my life today, that will yell at me because I need assistance. There isn’t anyone in my life today, that will allow me to fail because they think I can do it all on my own. I worked for eight years in an office that at times, was extremely stressful. But you know what? I didn’t do it alone. I had help. I had people that watched over me and didn’t allow me to fail. They had confidence I knew exactly what I was doing, and that I would do it correctly. And 97% of the time, I did. Because I was good at it.

People don’t want to hear the truth because they don’t want their illusions destroyed.

That is very true. The grass isn’t always greener. If you struggle, try harder. If you’re trying your hardest and still struggling, try even harder. Or, face the truth.

True.

Someone posted this on Facebook today, so thought I would share. I originally felt like it was put there just for me to see, but I know there are others out there that might need that reminder.

A blogging friend of mine has been down lately because she just had a miscarriage. Having had one myself, I understand the pain that brings. She’s in my prayers and I hope they continue to try. The miracle that comes of it, is TOTALLY worth the continued trying.  ;-)

I lost my stepdad last week. One of the only things in my 35 years, to literally make me fall to my knees. Maybe his leaving this earth makes room for another….?

Anything can happen in just one day.

Honesty Time

A few weeks ago, I was spending some time with one of my childhood friends. At the time, it hadn't been known to too many people that JK and I had in fact broken up. It was still a tender subject and I wasn't quite ready to tear the bandage off just yet. When she asked about him, I told her the bare minimum. Her response? "That's okay. He was a douche anyway." WHAT?? I couldn't actually believe what I was hearing. For 15 years I've shut my mouth about her boyfriend/fiancee/now husband, because I'm just not the kind of person to create waves in a boyfriend/girlfriend or husband/wife relationship. I have a lot more class than that. Anyway, I brushed it off, but later mentioned it to LZ in passing. Even she was shocked that this friend would say that.

Fast forward to today...That comment still stings.When I think about calling my friend to talk to her about it, I change my mind so to not make trouble. I never told JK what she said, and unfortunately, now that I've written about it on here, he'll more than likely ask me about it and I'll need to explain. {sigh}

I do not care what any one single person thinks about the relationship between JK and I. It's strange, I know. I'll be the first to admit it. But you know what? It works for us right now. When I want to talk about racing, I call him. When he wants to talk about racing, he calls me. When I want to talk about one of my favorite actors, I call him. When he wants to talk about one of his favorite actors, he calls me. When I miss him, I call him and tell him. When he misses me, he calls me and tells me. When I'm feeling down and depresssed, I call him and he helps me get out of that funk. When he's feeling down and depressed, he calls me and I help him get out of his funk. When we see each other, our faces light up. We fall into each others arms and melt into the other. We just fit. Perfectly.

So to those that have comments to make or opinions to share, I kindly ask that you keep them positive. JK and I do not wish for any troubles to come our way. We have our own battles to fight and creating more from the outside, makes our days harder to deal with.

I do not know what the future holds, and to be honest, I kind of like not knowing. Fear of the unknown doesn't always have to be scary.

-Val